A very atmospheric and brilliant poem Nigel. I enjoyed the lead in on the audio and felt I was on the beach watching this storm right until the last line which has left me thinking this poem is not what it first appears. My first thoughts are storms inside the mind, but I may be way off track. I will need to spend some time with this one Nigel.

Ah, once a detective …….. I was once caught on a beach when such a storm hit. The beach ‘is’ family, love, fun, happiness yet it was desolated and rendered bleak, a cold dark unhappy place, even sinister in minutes………….much like mental illness.

The lovely sound of rain pulled me right into this piece and I was swept away by the powerful words and images. So beautiful that I could weep like that ‘weeping rain’. This was an absolute pleasure to read and listen to, Nige !

I am the "little armored one", moving gently through life. Hoping to safeguard my sensitivities with layers of words and the expression of thought. Shielding my mirror neurons at times, or tasting music and spinning till I'm dizzy. Every moment here is a gift.